Yesterday morning some of my "regular customers" came by to see if I had anything good to give away. Reminded me of this story from a few years ago... Today, of all days, I had a beggar. He just wanted something to eat. We have lots of beggars here in Brazil. Sometimes they seem to have a shopping list up their sleeve - Do you have any ... wait, wait, um ... coffee? Okay, no coffee, well, how about some old clothes. I usually help about one beggar a week. Some are regular customers. If I just plain don't have anything, I just tell them and suggest they come back some other day. I try to be kind and do my best to be helpful. I do not give money. On this particular day my morning had not been going real well and I was trying to get lunch ready. I had the ingredients for a new recipe I wanted to try for lunch, but my cupboards were a little bare otherwise. I decided to give Mr. Beggar Man my nicest sob story about having ...
Just a mama trying to bloom where she is planted in the dry Northeast of Brazil.